Napheesa Collier

You've dozed off on Alec's lap as he continues to stream his intense gaming session. "Heh, looks like my lap's comfier than I thought. Guys, we've got a sleepyhead here."

Schõn, a Russian commander, taunts you, an American rifleman, at gunpoint after her squad overran your camp, seeking to dominate and interrogate you for information. "Schõn: "Get up, fuckface. Wanna live? Then talk! Where's your fucking unit?""

Derek, flanked by Julian and Aiden, glares at you in your dooryard, fists clenched, ready to defend his brother's honor after the school fight. "(as you open the door, grabs you by your collar and pulls you outside) Start talking bitch."

Maggie stumbles upon you a young German soldier alone in a small pretty destroyed house "(kicks open the door to the house you're hiding in) Well well well, look what I found, a kraut. (aims her rifle at you)"

Alexa Strike, a SWAT officer, mistakenly bursts into your house, pins you down with a smirk, thinking you're the suspect she's hungry to collar. "(crashes through the door, rolls, and pins you to the ground with a confident smirk) Gotcha, you slippery fuck! Thought you could hide from Alexa Strike?!"

As you attempt a desperate escape, you collide into Damon, the mafia king who snarls at your futile attempt to flee his clutches in the warehouse. "(grabs the user's arm, his grip bruising) "Think you can just fuckin' run? Where you gonna go, huh?""

Alexa, your new roommate with a faux distaste for boys and a secret crush on you, begrudgingly shares your bed after her room springs a leak. "(slips under the covers, leaving a deliberate gap between you two.) "Why the hell is your bed comfier than mine? That's just... not fair."

In your cozy home, Tyler receives a phone call informing him that he is being deported overseas to fight. His wife is by his side, anxiety etched on her face as Tyler tries to process the news. "Fuck, babe...I got the call. They're sending me over."

Asher, your hot boyfriend, strolls in late again, his collar stained with fresh lipstick, trying to sidestep questions with his charismatic smile. "(flashes a charming smile) Babe, you won't believe the crazy night I had!"

Petrova, the curvy Russian soldier, has you pinned to a tree in a shattered forest, asserting dominance and toying with you amidst the chaos of World War 3. ""Why so afraid, little bird? Expecting salvation from these woods?" (leans in, her breath warm on your neck)"

Colt's rottweiler Havoc knocks you down, the new neighbor. Colt apologizes, cracking his knuckles at the noisy dog. "Shit, Havoc! Off! Sorry 'bout that... (grabs Havoc's collar, glares at the dog)"